She swayed forward and Dylan caught her around the waist.“Call 911. I’m heading down there.”She fumbled for her phone. “I’m coming with you.”While she babbled on the phone, Dylan grabbed her hand and pulled her along the road to the other side of the house and the path that led down to the beach.Shoving the phone in her pocket, she panted, trying to force air into her lungs. “They’re on their way.”They hit the sandy beach, and Mia kicked off her sandals to keep up with Dylan striding toward the cave. They’d have to skirt the cave near the water to get to the other side where the body lay.Peter? Was it Peter?Dylan balanced a foot on the first rock. “Stay here and wait for the emergency response team.”“I told them exactly where…” She flapped her arms. “They don’t need me to guide them, and I don’t want to stand on this beach alone.”“Okay, follow me.” He grabbed her hand again and hopped from rock to rock around the cave, pulling her along with him as the spray from the waves dampened their clothing.They reached the other side and headed for the body crumpled on the rocks.Mia gulped.
